Silence it seems helps you forget about things I'm caught in a dream on the cusp of oblivion Torturing me, How could I be so naïve? I fell so deep into your web, your web of delusions, I was so deluded that I lost a piece of... Myself, myself (I let go of the one thing that I trusted), Myself, myself (I'm not at home, I've become maladjusted) Regretfully, I forgot how to see,